My last batch of blood tests came in, and my blood sugar and cholesterol numbers have improved. In a few days I go in to have the precancerous spots on my face removed. The really good news is that the plaque blockages in my carotid arteries have reduced from 40-50% to 20-30%, which I'll attribute to lowering my cholesterol and sticking to the strict diet. I've been trying to see my health as a self-improvement project, even though I know at this stage of the game it's more like being on the Titanic. I never asked to be a passenger on this tub, but I am anyway. I know where I'm headed, and I can't get off the boat unless I want to reach my final destination earlier than the universe planned. This enormous, beautiful, horrible boat of my life, which has carried me along for all these years, will hit some random iceberg and sink. I can't escape it, avoid it, or bargain my way out of it. I can't fix the boat and keep it from happening. No one can...